After The War

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If I could write
I would write about
when the war ended
I would record how
we threw our ration cards
into the air
and danced into the night
hugging one another

I would marvel
using superlatives
to describe
Little things like
Spring lambs gambolling in the fields
The song of
crystalline Castalian waters
gurgling over ancient stones

I’d tell of
pulling out sheer silk stockings
and my golden organza ball gown
to wear at the celebratory ball
of waltzing
with my one true love
to the sounds of
Horrie Dargie’s Rag Time Band

Maybe
After the war
I will write.

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2 thoughts on “After The War”

  1. My FIL was in the Pacific in WWII and my MIL waited at home – ecstatic when her one true love returned. He spoke so much of that time. She couldn’t. I often wonder if she lived in a time of cybercommunities if she would have found a place to write. I sure hope so.

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